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When I woke up this morning, my eyes, ears, mind, and heart were filled with stories of the tragedy in Las Vegas. The emotional flooding began . . . -Sadness about the loss of 50 lives.-Grief for the families and friends of each of those people.-Fear about the unleashed hatred that confronts us daily.-Gratitude for the quick response of law enforcement, emergency personnel, and civilians who worked quickly at the scene.-Appreciation for those who have already stepped up to give blood and help save lives.-Disgust with the human condition and that the shooter’s anger/rage/fear/unknown was big enough to visibly harm over 200 people, and non-visibly harm a band, and city, a plethora a families, a state, a nation, and then some.-Amazement at how quickly this news spread across the nation and to other nations.-Exhaustion from listening to the internal voices asking “What can we do? What can we do? What can we do?”

Needless to say, I started thinking about how our world needs more empathy, more grace, more love. What does that look like? How do I do that?

The news told of a young concert-goer who had witnessed M______ D_______ shouting, “You’re all going to die tonight” 45 minutes prior to the shooting. She was led out of the concert because she was disruptive. This gave me pause. Was this her last act of desperation? Could things have gone differently if someone had heard her? Obviously, someone heard her, as her quote can be found all over the news. What I mean is could things have gone differently if someone had actually listened to her? What if as she was being escorted out somebody asked “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?”

Could the shooter have been stopped? Minutes beforehand? Days beforehand? Weeks ago? What if someone had really listened to him months ago and responded with “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?” Could we have gotten help for him?I understand that this cannot undo the damage that has been done. There’s been a lot of damage. Lives have been lost. We must grieve. I’m just thinking that as I move forward, as I grow, as I try to love fearlessly, that maybe I need to listen more courageously. Not ignoring. Not hoping someone else will deal with it. Not writing it off because it’s not my problem, but fearlessly asking the questions. Listening. People who are hurting do not usually do the most drastic thing first. Acts of desperation come from smaller pain that escalates. Sometimes the signs are there beforehand. Sometimes it’s just a whisper. Ignored whispers become screams. Ignored screams become acts of desperation. What would happen if I listen when people are indicating pain? When someone is talking about depression, or suicide, can I make a difference if I were to respond with “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?”

When someone is talking about anger, and wanting to inflict violence can I make a difference by responding with “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?”

When a nation of people are demonstrating their pain, can I make a difference by responding with “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?”

When someone is hinting about abuse/violence/neglect in their own home, can I make a difference by responding with “What do you mean? Is this something you’re concerned about? I hear you. Tell me more. What do you think will happen next?”

Could I make a difference if I just listened?

Lord, help me to listen to others. Help me to respond to other people’s hearts when it is early enough to hear, to understand, to help. Help me to be brave enough to ask difficult questions, to be there for others, to respond and help before their pain becomes “too big.” Help me to listen to people when they are whispering for help so that they don’t have to scream for help. Lord, help me to intercede and intervene (or at least just listen) before another person’s pain escalates into an act of desperation.

Lord, surround me with others who will also listen. When I am struggling, let me be near another who will hear me. When my pain becomes “too big” and I am on the path toward a bad decision, self-harm, or any other act of desperation, place people in my life who love fearlessly. People who will ask tough questions. People who will listen.

Lord, help me to be brave. Hope and healing happen in the light. Topics like shootings, domestic violence, suicide, substance abuse, racism, hatred, sexual assault, and fear must be talked about—in the Light. We can not heal if we turn our faces away from these things. Help me to courageously speak up for humanity. More importantly, help me to LISTEN to humanity. Help me to listen and respond when it is just a whisper. Help me to listen and respond when I hear a scream. Help me to listen and respond before it becomes an act of desperation.

I woke up this morning and enjoyed a cup of coffee as I sat on my dry couch. When I looked up at the ceiling, I spotted a cobweb, and thought “I’ll clean that up right after I post this on social media.” I intend to call my sister today, because I haven’t talked to her for a few days. I have enough fuel to drive to see her in person if I want to. Before I go anywhere, I will shower in clean water, put on dry clothes, and drink some pure refreshing water. I might even eat some breakfast.

Today, the woman in the photo could only do one of the things that I listed. She woke up. 7 days ago Hurricane Maria hit Puerto Rico, destroying the island. This is what she has woken up to each day since. Each day gets worse. There is no electrical power. Hospitals are shutting down. Food is spoiling. Farms were obliterated by the storms, so there will be no fresh food. There is no clean drinking water. Despair is growing. Yes, the woman woke up today, but will she wake up tomorrow? What about the other 3 million American citizens who are trapped on the island?

#SpeakUpForPuertoRico – This is a “Major Disaster” and it must be declared a Major Disaster by the US president before they will receive all the help that is available. So far, it has been approved as an “Emergency Declaration” which does provide assistance, but not enough. #BeAVoice #PuertoRico

Autumn approaches, kind and JustThrowing hints of its arrival— aloof, cat-like—Prowling and batting frost through the passing moons, But by day, hiding, napping, andBasking in brightness, allowing heat likea season of summer suns.Leaves shed their green With Emerald subsiding to olive before theTawny, coppery shades show with certainty.Dried and crumbled memories fall off of Branches, covering the earth with umber tides.Though the equinox expresses endings, you, Iris, are Just Standing there, a September bloom, proud-like. You remind me to harbor my hopes—Inward singing for eventual springing— Iris, surrounded by delicate falls, your standards held high.The world tries to remind you that summer is settled, but Still Here you are, Iris, regal and resplendent. I’llRemember watching you, Iris—brave, beautiful rebel—rise.

You may have noticed that you are not seeing much footage of the mess that is currently Puerto Rico. You may have noticed that you are not reading many Tweets and Facebook messages about the devastation that has happened in Puerto Rico. This does not mean that there is no problem. In fact, it means we have a HUGE problem. It means that we’re receiving no communication because they have no power. That’s right. No internet. No phones. Nothing with which to charge a device. Nothing to maintain food, sanitation, or even hospitals. That means that more than 3.5 million people (American citizens, mind you) aretrapped on an island that is completely flooded and has no power.

Now, when Florida was ravaged by Hurricane Irma, and Texas was trampled by Hurricane Harvey (both filled with American citizens, just like Puerto Rico), there was a lot of coverage. Not only did we have news reporters on site, but residents posted their own updates. People shared photos of their neighbors rescuing others. People posted videos of First Response groups getting children out of cars. People posted images of nature at its worst and humanity at its best. Twitter, Instagram, Facebook, and YouTube were filled with updates and we retweeted, liked, shared, and posted the updates. The people in Puerto Rico can’t post updates.

They. Have. No. Power.

So, I did some math . . .

3,679,086 people in Puerto Rico
-600,000 under age 14 (who might not have phones—overestimated, of course)
-750,000 over age 65 (who might not have phones—overestimated, of course) -329,086 (added margin of error so that my calculations are underestimated and cannot be dismissed as exaggeration)____________________________________________2,000,000 people left in Puerto Rico who would likely post updates on social media if they had electric power and internet.

They have been without power for 2 days. If we underestimate that each person had been able to post twice per day (Bet you can’t Tweet just one!) on their chosen social media, we would be at 4 posts per person, which is 8,000,000 posts. We are at least 8 million posts behind on Puerto Rico. This might be why the news channels are not covering as much. This might be why #PuertoRico is not trending on social media. This might be why the president of the United States has not made his plans to go to Puerto Rico yet. We must speak up for Puerto Rico. We are 8 million posts behind. They can not communicate out to us, so we must be a voice for them. 8 million posts is a lot to do, so I would love help.I will not stop until #PuertoRico is trending on Twitter and the US president makes known his plans to visit and directly address this territory of our nation.I will be using the following hashtags if you’d like to help get to 8 million posts:

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NaPoWriMo.net Day 18 “Today, I challenge you to write a poem that incorporates neologisms. What’s that? Well, it’s a made-up word! Your neologisms could be portmanteaus (basically, a word made from combining two existing words, like “motel” coming from “motor” and “hotel”) or they could be words invented entirely for their sound.”

NaPoWriMo.net – Day 17 – “And now for our (optional) prompt. Today, I challenge you to write a nocturne. In music, a nocturne is a composition meant to be played at night, usually for piano, and with a tender and melancholy sort of sound. Your nocturne should aim to translate this sensibility into poetic form!”